Black Storm - Lost Area

Generations digging graves

We got no face we got no name

We got no dreams to betray

We’re just like you but we’ve something to say

Waiting for a storm

Screaming like a bomb

We are the revolution with no believes

We come as one with no answers to deal

Coz' we are the black storm

We come to fight

Black Storm

No one is right

We got no mask we got no past

Our freedom is not dying fast

You gotta try to understand

We’re just like you but we have nothing to sell

It’s like a clock ticking in the eyes

There’s something burning on the darkest side

It’s like new blood on my skin

Here comes the storm to set you free

We are the enemies

They say that we got pain

We are the triple six

This war is not the same

We are the only way

To find another light

We are the bullet holes

And we never felt so right